Teksty:
Wale The Mixtape About Nothing

your love's an honest sight, And you see everything it's not Notice everything it wasn't Realizing why it shouldn't never be again 'Cause in the end it's not about

ye Let's toast Let's celebrate life, let's celebrate wealth, and bypass plight, for the night. Drinks up Back like I never ever left in the first Wale

, so far gone like I know Drizzy They talk about me, but they count live wit out me, I send my haters x and o's , that's how u feel about me I aint bullshittin

(Wale) They More Nothing One Two One One Two One Two One One Two One Two One (Tiara) Lets Get High Kill These Lows Let's get fXcked up to the bone

having that, I gave you errything I had No errything I had, or the very things you have Tricking, king of the court, small forward, Cavs Where your whereabouts baby? I care about

My Eyes Lower I Should Have Been A Chauffer My Driver's Like Noone Well Rick James, Maury, Jane MuthaFuck Ya Sofa I Mean Your Couch I'm Jokin' I'm On The Couch Toastin' A Bitch Is Nothin

was a favor It's not about the paper, it's not about the fame And I don't know no Triple H, but this is all about the game Competition I ain't winning

It's like I'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard I guess I gotta wait, deprived by the station's eye Wale, more times than

lot of whips lot of chicks u can be demolished and be gone without acknowledgement. this is how it gotta be this how i gotta live i dont care about